Mother Knows Best

So that was it! Mrs. Caller took her son to be registered right there after, sealing the deal as her son's keyholder.

Luke had dutifully continued the tradition of boys submitting there mothers. His last small form of private agency legally given up to her.

Who knew how long that was going to last either! To transfer keyholder rights took both the signature of the current keyholder, and the caged male under a standard contract. So what did that mean? His mother would get to hand pick his bride to be? Damb right she would!

The new uncomfortable feeling of having to wear a cage only increased as the week went on. It was clear that this was going to change Luke's life in ways he hadden't even realised. Luke tried to keep himself clean down there, but it didn't matter that he showered after every practice, the grung had built up.

So, in sheer red faced embarrassment Luke went to the only person he could, his mother.

"Mom, can you unlock me so I can clean up in the shower tonight."

Luke was horrified by his mother's answer. "Good timing Luke, I was just about to take a shower anyway. You can join me, will save some hot water that way."

Despite Luke's protests, the age old maxims of mother's were thrown back at him. "Luke it's not like I haven't seen you naked before."

Luke fidgeted and wiggled as he undressed infront of him mother, the only thing worse then that was watching his mom undress infront of him! Through she was lean and skinny, Mrs. Caller still had a noticable pouch in her mid-section from being a older mother. That age hadden't spared her from a slight sage in her modest size breasts, nor older skin. Thus devoid of a significant figure as well, Mrs. Caller relied on fitness to give her working class body form and beauty.

Awkward and uncomfortable Luke struggled as his mother **** him to shower with her until it came to the most dreaded part.

"Luke square up." His mother said as she took a soap covered cloth and began vigorously washing her son's privates. The experience sent waves of emotions through Luke, he couldn't believe his mom was actually working his dick! But at the same time, his nude mother...

Whose mature body had its own gradual appeal...

Her tits basically in his face...

Was working his dick...

So as nature kicked in, it was Mrs. Caller who began to frown, letting go of the growing mass in her hands.

"Luke! What is this! Getting hard from your mother's hands!"

Luke couldn't do much but scream as Mrs. Caller grabbed the shower head to blast her son's cock and balls with cold water.

"Now get over that edge!"

Luke's mom wasted no time in disciplining her son for his inappropriate behavior!

"This is completely unacceptable Luke! Getting hard from the touch of your mother!"

The water covering Luke's ass made the spanks sting all the more as he howled over top the bathtubs edge.

"Mom it was a accident! I didn't mean for it to happen! I'm sorry!"

"My perverted son!" Mrs. Caller yelled as she laid one more harsh spank to Luke's red ass.

The new ritual quickly became a part of Luke's life as well, at the end of each week he howled in apology hung over the bathtub for the viscous crime of perving on his mother, while she had only been graciously being doing her duty as a good mother.

Yet, no matter how hard Luke tried, the washings always ended the same way. Laying in bed it made Luke think, how could this get any worse?

The answer was the end of the month.

Mrs. Caller had ordered Luke to go to his room, undress, and wait for her sitting on his bed. Luke was nervous, what had he done wrong? He'd been trying so hard, falling into this new lifestyle, but the truth was even worse. This was to be the start of Luke's monthly release sessions. Mrs. Caller would bring him a cup, and towel, before supervising him.

Luke couldn't believe it! But after one threat from his mother about wasting her time, Luke rapidly started jerking-off his cock.

He closed his eyes trying to think of something to get him going, but it was impossible! His mother sitting cross legged next to him with a business like look. The stress of the week!

It took him a hour and a half, but groaning and grunting Luke let his load burst into the provided cup.

"Give me that Luke."

Mrs. Caller examined the results of her son's work with a frown.

"All that time and you barely produced anything Luke."

"I- a- " Luke had no idea how to respond to him mother.

"Luke, if your going to waste my time it better be for good reason."

"Time is money!"

"It's ok." Mrs. Caller let out a sigh. "Your father was like this at first too."

The words caught Luke by surprise despite the situation. He'd never know his dad, he'd passed away before Luke was able to remember him.

"Wasting so much time in getting the job done! Luke, no hard working blue caller women is going to want you if you waste her time. Don't you worry though! I trained up your father, I can train up you."

Then before Luke knew it, he was locked up again!

Until, of course, the end of the next month came around.

The ritual happened all over again, Luke was ordered to wait nude in his room, only this time Mrs. Caller had in hand the egg shaped timer from the kitchen.

"Luke, you have 30 mins." She said spinning the dial.

Luke was pretty sure what that meant, and went to work quickly!

He didn't like Jerking-Off infront of his mother, but he'd learned laying in bed all pent up was awful too!

So Luke Jerked, and Jerked with all his might!

The timer ticking away, his mother watching him with her typical cross expression.

He tried and tried and tried!

But....

BRINNNNG!!!!

"Hands off Luke. HANDS OFF!"

Luke whimpered as his mother slapped his hands away from his penis.

"But Mom! I'm not done!"

"Then you'll just need to try harder next month."

"Mom! This isn't fair!"

"Do I need to get the brush Luke?!"

"No mom."

Time...

Time is money!

The End - Mother Knows Best - Ending Type BAD

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